Liu Yu's methods also made Ye Chunqiu admire him to some extent. He seized the opportunity and slapped the face cleanly, leaving obvious traces. But in the eyes of others, it was just a small conflict, but it was also accurate that Ye Chunqiu did not dare to act rashly in this sensitive moment.

Although it is just a small matter, it is a huge matter for the new army in Zhenguo.

Zhenguo New Army changed its doors, and Zhenguo Duke changed from Zhu Shou to Ye Chunqiu. Although Ye Chunqiu's prestige was unwavering in the hearts of the new army students, he was inevitably depressed after being so angry. The once proud Zhenguo New Army was beaten like this in public. What pride is there to say?

This is obviously Liu Yu's purpose. He is happy to let Ye Chunqiu fall into this. Perhaps it was because he had been holding back his hatred for Ye Chunqiu for too long. Anyway, the two of them had already become in the same situation, so he obviously didn't mind giving Ye Chunqiu some color.

In the officialdom, what I like to see most is the direction of the wind. Some people may unswervingly make their own choices, but most people are just fences, and the wind blows on both sides. If Ye Chunqiu slapped like this, he could tolerate it. What would others think about it?

This Duke Zhenguo is just like this.

Isn’t it time to be defeated?

If a person loses his prestige, he will inevitably have the idea of ​​contempt in his heart. Those who want to be close friends begin to wander. Those who want to take advantage of the situation suddenly become brave. Those who admire him no longer admire him. Those who disdain you will treat you as mud.

Ye Chunqiu was sitting in the carriage, with the axles rolling. Ye Chunqiu in the carriage fell into the sofa and said in a deep voice: "What do you think about this, Brother Wang?"

Wang Shouren frowned and remained silent for a long time, then under the dim horse lantern, he raised his eyes slightly and said, "Be forbear!"

After pausing, Wang Shouren continued in a deep tone: "The current situation is beyond tolerance, there is no other way. Tomorrow it will be a court discussion. As far as I know, even Lian's father has warned him that many people are slightly dissatisfied with the Zhenguo Mansion. Now some people expect the Zhenguo Mansion to move to Liaodong. Otherwise, they will abolish the Zhenguo Mansion and Zhenguo New Army. This... it is still a way to start and end well..."

Relocating to Liaodong? This is equivalent to being far away from the capital and thousands of miles away from the political center. This is obviously a kind of isolation, which is equivalent to starting over.

This approach is to prevent the possibility of the Zhenguo New Army's effective imitation of Ningxia's anti-rebellion and sudden changes. The possibility of abolishing the Zhenguo New Army is equivalent to destroying the efforts of Ye Chunqiu and Wang Shouren.

The real thing is still the same sentence. This is just a way to start and end well. What does this mean? It means that this is the best choice, and there may even be worse choices.

Wang Shouren looked at Ye Chunqiu without answering the conversation and couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "If you can't get entangled with Liu Yu at this time, things might be even worse. Chunqiu, even if you have great grievances now, you must endure it first. Those who accomplish great things do not care about the trivial matters. Although you and I are not going to accomplish great things, they still want to do something within our ability. Chunqiu still remembers his original ambitions? But my ambitions are always the same..." He recited word by word in the dark carriage: "Stand up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the people; carry forward the unique knowledge for the past sages, and open peace for all generations. Zhenguo Mansion gave me a glimmer of hope. Because of this, we must endure. This is not for ourselves, but for the purpose of retaining a useful body, and pass on the torch of the new army in Zhenguo."

Ye Chunqiu half-down his eyes and lay on the sofa, his face looking a little dark, and he was still silent.

Wang Shouren's choice was right. In a sense, this should be the most rational choice.

Ye Chunqiu didn't speak from beginning to end. At this time, it seemed that the couple sitting in the car was no longer a couple of uncles, no longer a marriage, but like a relationship between superiors and subordinates. Ye Chunqiu opened the curtain and exposed the glass window. In the dark, there was no street view, but in the glass, Ye Chunqiu's vague reflection, but the reflection was blurry, just like Ye Chunqiu's blurry self now.

Ye Chunqiu actually felt that the shadow poured into the glass was so blurred that he could not recognize it, and even forgot his original intention.

Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a life for the people; carry forward the unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages; this is obviously Wang Shouren's philosophy!

What is his philosophy? Ye Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, and he also covered his eyes slightly when he saw the reflection. His philosophy should not be like this. He was proud and relied on his two lives to be a human being and his brain. He has indeed tasted a wealth that many people could not seek for in their lifetimes, but why is he always unhappy? What was the purpose of the imperial examination and the sword practice in the first place?

Suddenly, the reflected eyes in the glass opened, as if he had suddenly found a trace of his original thought from his complicated memory, and this thought was re-entered, making his eyes seem to have a bright color.

He worked so hard, without fear of obstacles, studied hard, and did not slack off. He did nothing but not be driven, not being arbitrarily punished or bullied, in order to protect himself and the people he cared about, in order to be unwilling to be discredited and wronged, in order to be selfish, may be selfish, and always think about planning his own affairs in his position, and occasionally there will be ideas that benefit others. But in his heart, he is not a saint, but he only seeks to be ashamed and unintentional as long as he has no guilt or unintentionality, this is enough.

Ye Chunqiu suddenly smiled knowingly at Wang Shouren, and then said, "I know what to do."

The carriage stopped steadily in the Zhenguo New Army camp. Ye Chunqiu got out of the car. The moon was like a hook, showing a bit of sadness. He walked into the camp. At the entrance of the camp, two sentries guarding at night immediately stood up and threw a look of awe at Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu hurriedly walked into the gate, and his steps were still steady and firm, but... it was a little more brisk.

Wang Shouren followed, and Ye Chunqiu suddenly walked to the schoolyard silently, then stopped, looked back at Wang Shouren, and said, "Blow the whistle."

"Whistle blowing? I'll practice tomorrow..." Wang Shouren's face showed suspicion.

"It's okay, let's brag. I guess everyone shouldn't sleep at this time." Ye Chunqiu's tone was confident, and his eyes did not flash, and he looked at Wang Shouren calmly.

Wang Shouren did not hesitate anymore and took out an iron whistle.

The rapid whistle immediately spread throughout the camp, which was a signal of assembly. With just one sound, all those who heard the whistle must dress neatly within half the incense stick and quickly assemble at the school ground.
Chapter completed!